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Well, there they were, all in their group districts; cliques or whatever and they were:
1-The Plastics
They were the ones who wore the latest makeup from cover-girl and maybeline and caked there faces to the point I believed they chiseled off the make-up at night.they believed that they should look like barbie to get their fairy tale ken.They wore the latest trends and tried to be like a mannequin to me.
2-Thirsty (sluts)
They were the ones who practically lived just to hook up with a guy.All they did was talk about how many guys they had I mean they bragged about things they did so much that they literally had an aspiration to become a complete hoe. Don't criticize me for calling them sluts,but they have put more balls in their mouths than the hungry hungry hippos.
3-The nerds
They were generally the smart people.They are nice kind and caring,but shy and never really speak in a class,unless a teacher calls on them.
4-The Over-Looked ones
I'm actually one of these,you exists in the class only to the populars for homework.You are there to take up space.No one really gives a damn about you and your opinion,yet we are good people i'll say.
5-Populars
Well they are the ones who everyone knows and wants to be.others worship them like god for some reason.People from other provinces want to meet them,and I'm like you serious bruhh.
6-Teachers Pets
I literally despise these people,they sicken my soul.They live to kiss a teachers ass,and are complete angels in the teachers eyes.but let me tell you they came straight from hell and only act like god sent ones to get all a's and extra credit.
7-The Rebels
They had skipped school so much teachers kept marking them absent everyday even if they showed up.Then there were the ones who weren't so bad and just wore the wrong uniform,occasionally curses a teacher out,gets in a fight now and then you know what i mean.
This was My life.Being in this prison with these 7 groups and trying to survive till grads.Who will make it,who will not the question circulates our mind.But I know that I'll make it no matter what,some of my friends also.
BACK TO THE STORY
2 more freakin years......I quietly murmured to myself as I approached my district,group,clique "4" to meet my friends after all they were the ones who made my day and I'm pretty sure the only ones who knew i existed.These wierdos were my friends,family,and my life who you'd probably meet later on.
YOU ARE READING
The Class Games
Разное"It's called a class" they say. Not to me hun, not to me. To me it's a war, almost like a mind game, a battlefield, with strategies and plans and revenge and SURVIVING. It's something I like to call "The Class Games" ••● Let the games begin ●••
